'How do you spell eko?'
'What do you want to know that for?'
'The drawer just spoke to me!'
SHE NEEDS FEWER ECHOES
She needs fewer echos in her home.
They invade every nook and cranny,
every drawer when opened speaks;
between pages of every single book
are squeezed emphatic,
rambunctious, demanding sounds.
Her only escape is in the night
when welcomed dreams bring ecstatic,
diaphanous, yet glorious meetings
with the one who planted echoes
as his spirit reluctantly departed.
She speaks his name with such care
gently wrapping her lips around
the letters like baby kisses
so as not to break each dream.
And he? He stands in the doorway
between now and then, here and there,
smiling with his arms open to her...
but is silent for he needs no words -
they have all been left behind.
© Griffonner 2022
Poetry by Griffonner
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Written on 2022-04-28 at 00:12
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